The Wife Insists On Being My Top - Chapter 50

The cannon fodder always felt that, given her identity, she had no right to be jealous.

But she also knew she never had much self-control.

Not only was she jealous, but afterward, she also grilled the female lead about what she and the second female lead had discussed today.

It was utterly pathetic.

“Discussed what?” The female lead paused, then retorted, “What else could we discuss? Just work matters.”

“Really…”

“Yes.”

The cannon fodder always felt something was off. If she had to say why, it could only be attributed to the female lead’s subtle expression and change in attitude. But this was baseless. If she were to suspect something based solely on that, she’d feel unreasonable herself.

So when the female lead asked her, “What? You don’t believe me?” she simply laughed and said, “Why wouldn’t I believe you? I’m just worried that since you dislike Jiang Jinqiu so much, working with her might put you in a bad mood.”

“Work is work, no matter how much I dislike it, I’ll accept it.”

“Haha, well said. Actually, I think Jiang Jinqiu is okay as a work partner.”

The female lead’s expression darkened a bit again, silently, not responding.

The cannon fodder couldn’t keep laughing. Her heart ached, and she said no more. She thought perhaps it was because the original novel existed that she was always so suspicious.

But even if something really were going on, what then? They were the official pairing after all.

“Wang, your wife is one hundred percent going to be with that Jiang Jinqiu!”

She recalled the female supporting character’s words.

The female supporting character…

Oh, right, the female supporting character!

She quickly pulled out her phone. She remembered…

Ah, there it was!

Close to midnight last night, the female supporting character had sent her a message: “Wang, everything I told you just now is true, but I don’t know how to explain it to you right now. Let’s find an opportunity to meet privately.”

“Remember, don’t let my sister know.”

Due to her complicated feelings, she hadn’t replied to the female supporting character’s message, thinking she’d just pretend not to see it.

The cannon fodder clutched her phone.

She glanced to the side. The female lead was also typing, her somber profile reflected in the car window.

The cannon fodder thought for a moment, then typed in the chat box: “When?”

Send.

She put away her phone, gripping it tightly, her heart inexplicably racing.

The car was silent for a long time. She looked at the female lead again. The female lead seemed to sense her gaze and said calmly, “I know you think Jiang Jinqiu is good at everything.”

The cannon fodder froze.

She felt the sharp bitterness in that sentence.

The female lead also put away her phone, but looked straight ahead, not at her, “Was I wrong in what I said?”

“But Jiang Jinqiu really is…”

She dared not say any more, feeling an intense ache in her chest.

When she got out of the car, she sneezed again.

It seemed she really had a cold.

After entering the door, the female lead told the aunt to make her a cup of cold medicine, saying she still had work to do, and then retreated to the study.

The cannon fodder watched the female lead’s retreating back. As soon as the door closed, she turned around and refused the aunt’s kind offer, quietly telling the aunt, “I’ll be fine with more hot water, that stuff is too bitter.”

“Oh my, how can such a big person be afraid of bitterness?”

“Anyway, colds heal themselves, Auntie. Please, you absolutely must not tell her.”

The aunt turned around and brought her a cup of hot water, saying helplessly, “Madam is also concerned about your health.”

“I know, that’s why I told you not to tell her.”

She looked in the direction of the study.

Actually, this cold was also part of the plot. In the middle of the story, she would be temporarily incapacitated by a severe cold, passively giving the female lead and the second female lead a few days of honeymoon.

And the day after her fever broke, the female lead would propose divorce to her.

Divorce…

In fact, ever since Mrs. Lu’s birthday banquet, she had been somewhat hesitant about it.

Did it really need to go that far?

She asked herself.

“I’m serious,” the aunt said again.

She came back to her senses, “What?”

“About that box of medicine this morning, Madam specifically asked me to find it and bring it for her before she left, saying she was afraid you’d eat too fast and get indigestion.”

“…” Oh, that medicine…

The aunt earnestly advised, “President Wang, I’ve noticed you and Madam have been arguing a lot lately. No matter what happened, Madam’s feelings for you are absolutely genuine.”

The cannon fodder froze for a moment, remembered something, and stood up, walking towards the kitchen.

“Hey, where are you going?”

“To cut some fruit and take it to her.”

Half an hour later, she carried a plate of terribly cut fruit and knocked on the study door.

“Xiuchun…” she called softly.

The female lead glanced at her, but didn’t respond.

She walked over, speaking even more softly, “Xiuchun, do you want some fruit? I cut it myself.”

The female lead glanced at the fruit again, “It’s cut so ugly.”

“It’s going into your stomach, as long as it tastes good. Come on, ah~~”

The female lead faced her computer, “No need, I’m not hungry.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, never mind then, saves me the effort,” she said, feigning regret, “I was originally planning to, after eating the fruit, also…”

“Also what?”

“Didn’t you say sexual fantasies are what I give you? I just thought…”

She mumbled those two words extremely ambiguously, but the female lead still understood.

The female lead looked at her.

“Anyway, I’ll just learn…” she blushed, “But don’t expect me to have superb skills, after all, I’m a pillow princess!”

“Okay,” the female lead finally smiled, “Come here.”

She moved closer…